Luyện nghe bài hát Get Use To This

Dip dip bitch
Dip dip dipset
Dip dip bitch
do it man
I'm in the

Yo, I started the starters and the fathers who fathered
I the slaughters and slaughter the slaughters who slaughtered
I target than spark it, and Pa be part of this target
artist to artist J.R. is that hardest regardless
Put your in his hands, there'll be changin' of plans
A man did, I did it standin' in rain wit a gram
Now I slither in glitter, Jacob throw on my hand
Shit, D-12 don't even know the of my band

Man I'm super fly, two for five, bake the bait
for eight, eight to eight, wait I'm great, haters hate
Cubs come to paper chase, I've dealt with cake
since Jake the Snake, all I rocked was Bathin' Apes
Ooh yeah hun, those old Air Ones
Sneaks crispy, 350, you ain't wear none
I'm a pimp girl, get it your ear drums
No I'm not tellin' you where you can get a pair

I'm than sicker, you sicker than sicker now ain't chu
A Picturin' picture, just picture this I paint you
I'm with the fifth, when I grip it, it spit at an angle
You'll be than stiff, prick, up sittin' with angels
I'm doin' me jewelery, blue it be
Pimp's ya pa, it's J.R. hard, soon you'll see
Act a fool we'll take you back to school like
So give me my respect, I'm the true indeed

the Dips, please, we movin' bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your shit
That's a have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we movin' bitch,
We the truth, we the proof get to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements
That's a have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Yo, I'm ice chain, bright range, nice rings, splice
Cop the pound, chop it down, rock ya town, pipe
I can do a change
What I pack is crunk I don't mean the Bronx
When I say ya plain, look J is built, to let the eighty tilt
Gun brawl, one call, that'll get you killed
Snap, pop, and peeled, so friend just chill
Look here, I'm in fa mills and I talkin' baby milk

I spray with the mag, you will play in it glad
That means lay in a bag, like some that I had
Hoes I up and rag serious
Shit I ain't talkin' periods when I say pussy in my path
I amaze 'em like dag, you a killa please
ain't no killa weed, them twigs are filled wit' seeds
I hit the across the river seas
O.C. for weeks I don't feel the breeze

So I got heifers, whores, with excellent jaw
Like the vet for sure, who want me to sex raw
But I X'd them all, get some in the bed
Then walk the chickenhead right the exit door
face it my nig', you can't stay with the kid
I got paper, gators, many ya dig
They hate how I live, 'cuz the only time they see me
the wing is when I'm in the basement of my crib

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements
a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, your movements
That's a fact have a nap and get used to this,